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War Path
A new born baby girl, sweet child
Welcomed to my world, calm and mild.
I'm sex deprived and ready for the war
The violence travels straight to my door.
But "Shock and Awe!" I must owe a call
To Mr. Bush and Rummy for it all.
I watch the bombs burst in my chair.
My living room's filled with warm dry air
My expectations, I admit, were raised
And I was prepared to be amazed.
So much so, that watching the bombs go
Appeared somewhat small on the great ground below.
It was almost as if no-body was,
On the streets bleeding as a human does.
That no child was in their room crying
By the noise of future friends dying
With parents yelling at them to shut up
While fear of death was becoming very real.
At least it is for a Just cause
For our protection and we should applaud
Our leader’s efforts and strain correct?
For it is America he is trying to erect.
We're no gangster, brute or lackey
We removed Saddam for the Iraqi's.
At least we did not use all of our might
To occupy and blight the country, right?
The people of Iraq wanted us there
We were just helping to remove their despair.
No Bin Lauden found in Afghanistan
No Weapons amassed now on to Iran
Minor flaws within our plan
Our leaders know more than a hit man.
No man, no American can stand and see
People hurting in wars debris.
They cannot watch the horror, death and fear
Without so much as one welled tear.
No Man, no American can heartlessly count
The bodies of men while they mount.
Our young boys in green, hard at work
With their leader sending an obnoxious smirk.
No Man, no American can use his sex
Deprived mind to vex
The American people so he can score
A few more excuses to go to war.
No Man, no American can let this stand
Now that there's nothing in Arian sand.
There's an alternative to brutal force
One that doesn't lead to death and remorse.
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